Текст песни Иван Панфилов - Мой день рожденья

How wonderful to live, but a chore to me
And I want to sing, and pain in the head
By some strange reason in bed together
What is your name, and whose house is

Looking at the last day of reflection
It was my birthday, I gather your friends, or assembled
Gifts were given, wishing all the best
And in honor of my drank, I drank just

And then I thought - really, really

Chorus:

My birthday
The best day
Away the doubts and laziness
Forget all offense, nothing sorry
I am a long time did not see the people closest to

SOLO

By extending the party, fun in one of the nightclubs,
My birthday party gained a secular view.
We are in a dance club, forgetting everything,
And in "ecstasy" blended reality and dream.
And then I realized.

Chorus.

Waking up with a hangover - 2 times
I saw in the area.
That naked body wishing love.
And passion beckoned, its nakedness.
B drove for a beer, thought longingly